New Nurse
(Name) took a breath as her father, Frederick Chilton was basically breathing down her neck. "Are you sure (Name)? She is a monster!"
"Dad she is a living being, just like any animal or human on this planet and she can feel... I'm sure of it." she said as she looked at him. She believed that some good was in everyone.
"Fine but if she does one thing to you, I swear!" Her father said. "Don't do anything against the rules. You are the only one who has physical contact with her."
"Yes, dad I know. Bring her meals, take her to the shower, keep her healthy and alive. I can talk to her though. If I am rude she may get her agitated." (Name) points out.
"Alright, you start right now. Go make breakfast for her." He agrees.
"Ok, love you Daddy don't work to hard." She tells him.
She leaves the rooms and adjust her scrubs. They are blood red. Since she was only Dr. Lecter's nurse. She did not have to wear a uniform.
-Small Time Skip-
(Name's) POV)
I smiled as I brought the food downstairs, all the other patients were eating upstairs. But because she was the only female she was made to eat alone. I didn't like that though. It felt... Wrong to isolate someone. I walked to her cell, this would be the first time we would ever meet so I hope I don't make a bad impression. I knocked on the cell door.
"Um..sorry to bother you, I made you some food and wanted to know... maybe you wanted to eat with me?" I asked as I heard the creaking of the beds and a woman step into the light, her head tilted.
"Your new." She says.
"Yes the other Nurse quit." I say frowning. "But I hope I last longer than she did."
"She usually has the staff cook my food. They wood put undesirable things in them." She says, my frown deepens. "Thought it was funny to mess with the one female trapped here."
"Well isn't that rude." I say opening the first part of her cell doors.
I was to put the passcode in then use they keys to unlock the next set of locks. After the first lock was back in place. Then slide up the glass. Via passcode.
I slowly walked in, leaving anything that would be used as a wepon outside as I handed her a plate and a fork.
"I'm sorry that they couldn't cook correctly, trust me it may have been my dad, he doesn't know how to cook well. He tries though." I said as I looked at her. "Oh right sorry, I'm (Name) Chilton, it is nice to meet you, I'm sorry that you have to eat alone... So I'll be joining you to eat, if you don't mind of course."
(Hannibel's pov)
I look at the beautiful girl. It is hard to believe that she is Chilton's daughter. She is so lovely and kind. Nothing like her father. I take a bite of her food and flavor burst on my tounge.
Normally the food was bland and had odd textures to it, and I would be lying if I said that there was no possibility it had sentience. But hers... it was delicious. "So... how is it? Is it good? I don't mind making you food instead of the..'food' here."
"I would like that." I say.
She smiles at me. "That's good. I only ever cooked for my dad. He always says it is good though even when I once over salted it." She tells me.
"What about your mother?" I ask though I already knew the answer to that question.
"...I don't know. For as long as I can remember it's been just me and Dad..."
"Must have been hard." I say.
"Yeah, he tries best though. He says I am the only part of his world other than his work. He was either with me or at work." She frowns.
"Most of the time he wasn't there because he had to work to support us... and because he was never around I was scared to come out to him..." She looked down. "It's not a big deal but I guess I'm classed in with bisexuals as I can be attracted to both." she said and for an odd reason it made me happy to hear that. To hear I may have had a chance.
"Did you ever date?" I ask.
"No guys stayed away from me growing up and girls thought I was weird. Since I did not want to do normal girl things. I rather read classical literature and study. While they thought of dating and focusing on their looks." She says.
"You seem to be doing well for yourself." I tell her.
"Yeah, I actually had a chance to go to any hospital of my choice in this state alone." She says blushing and laughing sheepishly.
I looked at her as she looked up at me. "So, dad refused to tell me too much about you. Only that you are insane and a 'monster', which is horrible to say. You're human and you have a life, a backstory. Whatever you did that got you in here I'm sure there was a reason for it."
My eyes widen only for a second. No one has ever thought to even ask if something happen that made this way. They just called me an insane monster.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She says. "I mean you just met me. I won't pry. Just tell me if you want to and when you are ready. Whatever we talk about stays between us." She swallows some water from her waterbottel. "I got dad to have Barney turn of the vocal and video recording."
I look at her shocked and nodded. "...my... my sister... she..." Why was it so damn hard to talk about it with her? Was I in shock? No one ever had been so understanding. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, really don't worry about it."
"I was a double major in nursing and psychology. You probably know this. But pushing something that is hard. And you have not talked about. It is harder than most think." She tells me. "Let me take care of these. Then I have to take you to the showers."
I did not want her to go. To leave me here alone. But I knew she would be back so I stayed quiet. I sat on the bed, the metal was coming out through the matresses. Once she got back I didn't want to get up. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her. She signed and laughed slightly before she saw that I had some cuts from the metal and she stopped laughing immediately. "I'll talk to dad... he really should get MUCH better beds..."
"He does not care..." I whisper.
"I know that is true." She sighs. "But he has never been able to say no to his little girl." She says with a smile. "As long as I am not putting myself at risk of dating he is happy."
We get up and walk to the showers. She has to wait outside but she came back in with a medical bag. I was naked and about start the shower. I felt a little self conscious at her seeing my scared and wounded body. She seemed to notice however and smiled. "Don't worry, I've got my own scars though they aren't anything as cool as yours though. Well actually I think I have a pretty cool one. Like the one when I was four and I got on a bike , I came out alive but the bike ...not so much. Dad is about as useful as a rock when it comes to building things." She laughed as she cleaned out the wounds.
You don't have to do this." I tell her.
"It is fine and yes I do. You did not get proper care from your last nurse. And the law says the male doctors and nurses cannot touch women in these places." She huffs. "It is a law that could work better if the had more female staff."
"You have a point. Most females do not wish to work here though." I say simply.
"Yeah, most want a job that pay bills well until they marry." She says. "Except no one has shown any liking to me and hell once I get married well IF and that, that is a big if. If I get married I'm still going to be working. It's not fair for only one person to work." She said before she smiled at me. "Hey I'm serious though about the beds, I could care less if you hurt people or if it was framed you still are living and deserve to be treated as an equal."
I wanted to grab and kiss her. She was so mind. Plus she did not care if I killed. She believes I am her equal. Normally I would scoff at someone who thought the were my equal. But she was different. As he hands for my wounds clean. She began to take off her clothes. I dated calm on the outside as she got undressed.
"I am going to wash your back for you. There is quite a few wounds. Some look to be infected." She says. "Don't worry, I won't touch you in an inappropriate way."
She took of her bra and panties. They were blood read as well.
I stayed calm but on the inside I was freaking out, there were no cameras and the rooms were soundproof. I could take her here and now, I could kiss her all I wanted but I won't, not yet... She finished up with my back. She sniffed me and huffed. "What kind of body soap you like. Dad said you had a sensitive and strong sense of smell. This stuff must be horible on you nose if it can bother mine." She says.
I was shocked, she really was going the extra mile... I just shrugged. I couldn't play mind games with her, something just left me speachless...
"How about I bring in a few and you can choose from those." She says. "They also have unscented scar lotions I can bring them in, if your scars make you uncomfortable."
I nodded as she smiled. "Trust me though, I don't think your scars change you in any way. Skin is skin just like meat is meat." She said though I knew she didn't know I was a cannibal. I could see us cooking together once I get out of here.
Though I was snapped out of my thoughts by the stoning feeling of antiseptic. "I don't think that my scars do make me any better though... I don't like them." I said as she looked at me.
"I still think you're beautiful" she said.
[We know she meant it to be friendly but uh... reader... this is a yandere...]
I wanted to kiss her. She had called me beautiful no one has said that to me in so long. I was about to thank her when... Her pager started to beep on the counter. She sighs and pads over there. I cannot help but stare at her. Now that she is not looking. I am angry that someone is interupting our moment.
"Dad says shower time is up." She sighs more. "And after I bring you back to your cell he wants to speak with me."
"I did not want her to go with that man. Even though he is just her father. He is a bumbling fool who does not deserve her.
No one really deserved her but me, no one else should be able to see her in any way except me. "Don't worry by the way Hannibel, I'll make sure that dad gets you a new bed by tonight alright?"
"Yes, thank you." I say.
She starts to adding bandages to my body. Then hands me a fresh set of clothes. It has been a week since I got clean ones.
"I am going have to get dad to order you different clothes. Those are big on you and are for males. Maybe I can ask him to let me use my spare scrubs. We look about to be the same size. Just for tonight of course.
I nodded. She was so kind... I wanted her, I needed her. Not because she was just nice but because she was perfect, she was smart but also full of emotion.
No one ever caught my attention. Not men or women, unless they were possible food. She brought me back to my cell. Then said she would be back with lunch. I sat down on the floor it was better than the bed. When I have more time I will draw (Name)... possibly naked.